22 April 2008

a blast from the past

I was sorting through some old files and came across this poem. Upon reading it, I immediately recalled why I wrote it and this being Sexual Assault Awareness Month; thought it appropriate to share it. It wrote it at a time in my life when I was trying to deal with everything that had happened to me. Looking back on it now, I'm impressed and amazed with myself for having overcome and for the woman I am today.

I am but a ghost that lives a human existenceI am a fleshed being with no substanceI am eyes with no faceI am all and yet nothing.

In this fragile life I liveI ease my way thoughWithout disturbing the peaceSuffering the painOf trials I am not guilty of.

Who is it that sentences meTo such cruel states of indignationThose of you who allow yourselvesTo be the victor of the dayAnd worse of allMe for allowing it to take place.

To you I shall cast no stonesI shall carry no maliceFor in your time of judgementYou have only yourself to blame.

Don - when I wrote that, I had no idea I'd ever make it this far or ever overcome that madness as it had consumed me for so long. It's great to be able to post something like this and not cry, but instead smile because I'm HERE! Whatever your truth is, I'm sure you'll speak it in due time.

Darius - This is the FIRST time anyone has ever seen it much less me performing it. I participate in a flow session and I'll consider performing this piece.

Blu, isn't it funny how we feel so unappreciated and scorned, and learn that in loving ourselves above all, that feeling is a myth. Others will never appreciate us, the way we should be appreciated. To put these feelings down on paper is a testament to your will and your manifestation.

That was deep! I could literally feel the pain in this person's words....I'll have to let a few of the kids I work with you can relate to this piece read this...unfortunately a blast from the past is still relevent today! .